I got the Glock I don’t need a clock can’t even talk you ain’t a man you saw me you ran you drive a mini van don’t got a clan I’m better than the brooney he looks like ruby I’m the goat it’s cold outside wearing a coat you try write a note I’m on top belly flop I got that Glock you don’t got a house you from the south I’m the one got that gun you think that’s fun better run I’m him can’t even swim hit the gym I’m better I got my letter i got bands I can do this will no hands smaller than a ant let me get some chicken and some ranch